I felt... sick.

They were kissing.

Green pushed the girl away, a frown on her lips.

The Barbie looked both offended and annoyed.

"I thought you were a dyke."

Green Eyes glared.

I wasn't supposed to see this. I should leave.

"I'm a girl who's interested in girls. Not a whore, Jessica."

I peeked around the corner of the bookshelf, staring.

Barbie scoffed, crossing her arms.

Bitch.

"What are you saying?"

"That I don't want to have sex with you in a library."

Barbie sneered and stomped away.

I smiled. Serves her right.

"Olivia?"

Fuck.